i have to know why i feel like a cat who has had her claws clipped
whenever i’m with you i’m telling myself not to scratch
and i want to be open and honest and tell you i love you
but you won’t hear those words you’d just feel my nails in your back
if i wanted forgiveness you’re not the woman i’d come to
i’d kneel by my bed and i’d ask every star up above
but sometimes i swear if you look at me smudged up with last night
i’d sign every book with my name and say there’s a god
and i hope you know i did the only thing that i could think of
by cutting the leash and letting you go from my grip
i still have the taste of your cheek imbedded in my lips
your sweetness still granting me mercy until it fades
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